I met Donna and her husband, Scott, back in the early 1990's during the first Gulf war. We struck up a friendship while they were in Maryland, and we have been friends ever since. I was in the Army, barely 20, and married with a wife 6 months pregnant. We lived off base in Silver Springs Maryland. I was stationed at Walter Reed Amy Medical Center as a hospital orderly. The apartment we lived in was part of a large brownstone that had been converted into a 3-level group of apartments; we lived in the top floor level. The basement apartment was vacant at the time, and the couple living on the main floor had recently moved out. Soon, I saw the new occupant moving in; a drop-dead gorgeous gal about my age, with a body to die for. These were furnished apartments, so not much actual moving really required, other than personal stuff, but she happily accepted my offer to assist with her stuff.
Her name was Donna, and she was from up from Georgia. She had medium-length blonde hair and beautiful deep green eyes and a flirtatious good-natured manner. We talked a bit, and she mentioned she was moving here to be close to her Lieutenant husband, who had just been admitted to Walter Reed for treatment of serious shrapnel wounds. When she told his name and injury, I was surprised, and told her that her husband was a new arrival on the very ward I was assigned to! He was a nice guy, slightly older than me, and was undergoing lots of treatments and therapy, and was in for a long stay. They had been married for only about two years. I told Donna that if she wanted or needed anything, just let me know. Weeks went by and Donna and I got to visit and know each other quite well. My wife and I didn't have many friends there, and Donna had none and was totally alone to boot.
My wife worked in the payroll department on base, and I worked rotating shifts;10 days on, 4 days off, then rotated, so there were many times when Donna and I met each other, and there was no one else around. Of course, I frequently acted as a go between for her and her husband, and kept her updated with whatever info on his status I was able, and on some weekends, he was allowed to come home, and we went a few places around D.C. with them as two couples. But it soon became obvious that circumstances weighed heavily upon Donna, she was alone and lonely most of the time; and so was I on at least two of my rotating shifts. Donna had mentioned to me that she and her husband were trying to regain their hot sex-life, but the circumstances made it pretty difficult, and Donna seemed to have other sexual problems as well. I was having problems of my own at the physical level.
My wife was far enough along in her pregnancy, that sex had stopped, and in a few days, she was taking two weeks vacation time to fly back to California to visit her parents. I was horny as hell! A couple of days after my wife left, and at the end of one of my ten day duty stretches, as I entered the hallway to our apartment, I met Donna on the way out to get her mail. She had just come out of the shower, and was clothed in only a terrycloth robe, her hair still damp, and slightly curly from the dampness and smelling of perfume. Pretty damaging to a guy as horny as I was! She checked the mail and asked if I had time for coffee and a visit. Naturally I said sure! She made light conversation as she got the coffee and brought it into her front room where I was seated on a loveseat. Instead of sitting on the chair opposite me, Donna handed me my cup, and sat next to me; and not just "next" to me, but VERY next to me! I was surprised, but said nothing.
She asked me how I was getting along with my wife being gone. I told her it was lonely, but I assumed it was no worse than her own situation, and she vigorously agreed, telling me the loneliness was bad at times. Not only because of the empty rooms, but also the physical loneliness, and I could see she was carefully watching for my reaction as she spoke. I couldn't help but wonder if she was providing an opening for my advance, and was VERY nervous as to how to proceed. I carefully mentioned that I too, was having problems along that line, what with my wife's condition, and now her absence. Donna bantered lightly, and a bit nervously, maybe we should help each other out, and again she watched closely for my reaction. I figured that was all the lead I could expect or ask for, so I replied that it sure seemed like a great idea to me. Donna reacted with obvious relief, "God, I was hoping you felt that way, but was so afraid to suggest it!"
She turned to me as I placed my arm around her shoulder, and tipped her face up to mine. She met my lips as we kissed deeply for the first time, and I slowly and carefully slid my hand inside her robe, and found she was wearing nothing underneath. I gently stroked her huge breasts as we continued to kiss deeply, and she then untied and opened the upper part of her robe, exposing her full breasts for me to kiss and gently massage. She groaned in obvious desire as I kissed and sucked gently on her hard nipples, and then wrapped her arms around my head and neck and held me close to her breasts. After a few minutes of this, she said, "Let's go into the bedroom, where we'll be more comfortable." I gladly and eagerly followed, as she led me by the hand. When we got near the bed, she released my hand, and slipped completely out of her robe.
Donna now stood facing me totally naked and beautiful, her breasts full, and as my gaze swept down her body as I slipped out of my own clothes. I appreciatively noticed her cleanly shaved pussy already glistening with wetness. She lay back on the bed, and held her arms out for me to join her. I lay down beside her closely on my side facing her, and gathered her in my arms as we again kissed. She then spread her legs as she wrapped the upper one around mine. And with my fully erect cock at the entrance to her waiting pussy, I slowly began working the head of my cock into her tight, but willing pussy lips. With about 8 inches of fully erect cock, and her as tight as she was, I had to go slow, though God knows I really wanted to be into there deeply, pound her sweet bare pussy, and fuck her so hard she her head would swim. But instead, I went slowly! We had plenty of time, and I had waited this long, so a bit longer and more care was okay too.
